Weather man says it might hit ninety five. September's gonna feel more like July.He's calling for a night that's warm and mild.I think he missed it by a mile.He just don't know that you're gone.I feel a cold one coming on.Driving home gets longer every day.I found new things to do along the way.A bar room ain't no place to run and hide.From the memories of a love that said goodbye.I'm sick and tired of right or wrong.I feel a cold one coming on.*It makes you wanna start thinking about drinking.If I don't find a way to ease my mind and leave all this behind...I'm gonna go crazy without you baby.A bar room or a bedroom back at home...I feel a cold one coming on.*Chorus repeatsA bar room or that bedroom back at home...I feel a cold one coming on.